Lyrics:
Sip a little whiskey, come on baby, kiss me
Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy
And when ya hit ten, we bump it to eleven
Yeah, we gonna fly
one by one
I got set on that old hoochie coochie man
And I'm yo' son of a gun
Now the gypsy woman told mama, oh 'while 'fore I was born
She said
Nothing lasts forever, you should know that by now
Good times, heartache
You'll get through this trouble though you may not know how
Your heart won't
She's pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
She'd close on an old pine down by the riverbank
A buzz from
away
Two-fingered Gypsy king
Has a golden, wounded knee
Walking Cajun queen unknowing
Walking Cajun queen unknowing
Going to be a hero
I have my
know what vile deeds have befallen
Abhorrent ascension, a parabola
By sin you rise or by virtue fall
But if you can, then fall you will
Cain and Abel,
been served
You'll get what you deserve
Not by me, that's not my style
By those waiting in the aisles
By those crossing countless miles
To rid the world
affair
For I've fallen in love with a gypsy
Who was reared on the roads of Kildare.
For she sang meet me tonight by the campfire
Come with me over
where have you been all my life
I've been skipping school since then, yeah
I've been watching trains
Swiftly rolling by
I've been jumping them
the power
As the angels do
Spread out your fingers and
Make all things new
Change the world by the things you say
By the things you love
And by
I can pull up by the curb
I can make it on the road
Goin' mobile
I can stop in any street
Invite in people that we meet
Goin' mobile
Keep me
A home
I've never known
Just wheels steel feel
Whistlin' down the road
You
Know a similar thing
Livin' high rise high-falutin
City to city by plane
a bottle of rose so let's try it
We'll pick up Hazy Davy and Killer Joe
And I'll take you all out to where the gypsy angels go
They're built like light
I don't know if you can hear me
Or if you're even there
I don't know if you would listen
To a gypsy's prayer
Yes, I know I'm just an outcast
I
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings
She (He) belongs to you
An old love story that's known to very
a bottle of rose so let's try it
We'll pick up Hazy Davy and Killer Joe
And I'll take you all out to where the gypsy angels go
They're built like light
I don't know if you can hear me
Or if you're even there
I don't know if you would listen
To a gypsy's prayer
Yes, I know I'm just an outcast
I
you can see
Yes, I've been blinded totally
Oh please, don't pass me by
Well, I sing this for the Jews and the
Gypsies and the smoke that they made
Written by Dennis DeYoung
Lead vocals by Dennis DeYoung
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one day you're up
and the next day you're
I am a foreigner
And I'm walking through new streets
But before I want to I see the same deeds
Inherited by few a power machine
That crushed
I am a foreigner
And I'm walking through new streets
But before I want to I see the same deeds
Inherited by few a power machine
That crushed
and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings,
She belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
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